Carpe Diem Haiku – Vladivostok
To end an journey means to start a new. From the moment we leave the train, my hand in yours, we feel anticipation on how the train have changed us. […]
To end an journey means to start a new. From the moment we leave the train, my hand in yours, we feel anticipation on how the train have changed us. […]
Crossing a big river on our long trip, breaks not only the monotony of the taiga forests but it interrupts our conversations as well. Somehow the train has been transformed, […]
she’s like a rainbow in the night like starlight slipping through my hands her laughter’s always burning bright she’s like a rainbow in the night how can I ever be […]
my little green lawn dreams about the pampas grass i dream of the stars (Jazzbumpa) where I can spy on women in their stardust bikinis (Björn) Linked to Carpe […]
A haiku by Rheumatologe completed to tanka by me this dark autumn night the bright stars of milky way cries of geese above Lothar (Rheumatologe) pouring from the big […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis